Brokeback, the homo buttboy so-called western, is sure to boost the sagging Hollywood box office as a hundred and fifty million Blue State American homos flock to theatres to see it, at least that is what bizzaro Hollywood thinks. This is the cause du jour with the Left as the Golden Globes awards prove. This is Hollywood thumbing their noses at Red State America (all cowboys are fags, get it? Means John Wayne was a fag, means Tom Mix was a fag, etc.), this along with:

TransAmerica, starring Felicity Huffman - who appears in Desperate Housewives - as a man striving to become a woman through surgery and hormone treatment. That film too has drawn warm critical praise from almost every quarter.

Oh boy, can't wait.

The Dying Gaul, starring Peter Sarsgaard as a grief-stricken gay screenwriter seduced by Hollywood,

But wait there's more

Neil Jordan's Breakfast on Pluto, the tale of a young transvestite in Northern Ireland who becomes ensnared in Republican terrorism while pursuing his identity as a man living as a woman.

And in case you think that Cats was as gay as Broadway could get, there is the upcoming

Neil Jordan fruit fest called Breakfast on Pluto, the tale of a young transvestite in Northern Ireland who becomes ensnared in Republican terrorism while pursuing his identity as a man living as a woman.

Well, at least there's the NFL and the NBA, for a year or so. Except for King Kong, no movies for me this Christmas.